All is fair in love and prose.

the porchlights flicker with a dangerous flash
you and I coiled around our shared secrets
and I know it won't be much longer
till our future flies into the air we breathe

dizzying terror snuffed my ashes out
and doused them in a thick discomfort
wont you come by the fireside
and sing the embers back to something real


bring me to the laughing waters
and we'll surround each others energies
a bright blend of colors, a perfect shade,
and the only four eyes that can imagine all that is

baby, let's take a ride
we'll go find that shooting star
wherever it takes us
we know we wont be far
from home

their arises a sea of flowing faces, all in pain, all in need. i drift past, unsure of how to confront the begging of my life's pieces...and then your smile appears like an ivory vessel of hope and carries me back to the shores of serenity

i attempt to imagine a world in which happiness flows like wine, peace soars, as does the ibis...but the river was dammed, the birds lain dead on the bed of a once-mighty stream

who but you would come to cause the dam to crash


you and i bury one another in metaphors, creating feelings tangible upon screens that pierce our vision...what must one do to make the other understand? the answer is nothing, nothing....talk is cheap unless you know how to enforce the metaphor


only one could take me by the heart and pull me up towards those lofty lights bursting over the road...i feel pity for those who cannot love enough to do so


.....and you dont just shine on me, you soak me in a white pillow of light that i am helpless to escape from...you dont simply speak to me, you make the words sink into my skin to keep me in rapture...you dont just love me, you write verses to me through watered and exhausted eyes, only to make me understand how to measure your passion for me


some say love and youth are wasted on the young...i say such blessings are merely taken by you and i alone. We have taken our map and our sun and driven around the globe, taking every drop of youthful passion that this one universe can carry along for the ride


as long as we have one another, neither body will need to move...we shall not move for others, though they may try to keep us in a view through the very glass doors which we pull against. after all, you either do or you dont....and they cant!